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One of the current pop-country songs out now, "You Got the Wrong Girl" contains as a criticism of the eponimous girl, and by it's placement, one may infer that the criticism is intended as the final, clinching proof of the girl's defects, the line, "And I bet she never listens to Merle.".

Grape wine in a Mason jarHomemade and brought to schoolBy a friend of mine 'n' after classMe and him and this other fool decide that we'll drink up what's leftChug-a-lug, so we helped ourselfFirst time for everythingMm, my ears still ring

4-H and FFA on a field trip to the farmMe 'n' a friend sneak off behindThis big old barn where we uncovered a covered-up moonshine stillAnd we thought we'd drink our fillAnd I swallered it with a smile*Bllll-bbbb*, I run ten mile

Jukebox 'n' sawdust floorSumpin' like I ain't never seenAnd I'm just going on fifteenBut with the help of my finaglin' uncle I get snuck inFor my first taste of sin.I said "Lemme have a big old sip"*Bllll-bbbb*, I done a double back flip